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Comeback to your bullshit of a song mother fucker

You think you've got it all fooled. So kind and gentle. Loads of songs about a love you never touched. What they don't know is.....you make me sick, could have never had me any other way. Forced my pain, and kept it going. All the control you had, I fucking took back. Talking about how if they don't mention him everything will be alright, baby he was never yours to corrupt. How you will stop thinking about me, when I never wanted you to in the first place. You forget once someone gets famous, all the dirty little secrets crawl out, which I'm betting none of your followers know about. So keep writing songs about my son and me, and I'll sell your whole fucking history. Like I said before, you're playing with fire, and you've been burned. Obviously never learned. I'm one bitch of a mother, don't fuck with whats mine. You sit there and whine, like you've lost something so great, when all youre doing is living a fantasy. Fooling yourself, when this child doesn't even mention your name. You stole my pride and sanity for that moment in time, never thought I'd be the strongest one who wouldn't fall. You played dirty while I played by the book, and tripped up when I finally didn't give a fuck. I learned one thing from my experiances of this fight..in life you've got to be corrupted to get what you want. Respect never came so easily, watching them all laugh at you with me.

Pain of the low

It's all a matter of belief and how you handle the lows. But no one ever tells you growing up that your whole sheltered life will shatter into a million peices once you give your heart to another. No one ever says that the only way most of us will be able to feel alive is playing the part of our own pain.

Planned in Damn

Sometimes things in life never work just the way you planned, then the world comes crashing down over your face.I'm tripping over my tears trying to figure out the right words to keep you away. You're killing me deep inside, I've never seen such fight gone to waste. Pain never experianced to such degree, like a sword burying itself deep within my beating heart. I've walked away, and right back into your world. Over again you've showed me what it's like to be smaller then who I am. As if my pain causes you joy.Watching me cry on the floor, you stand there, letting the pain swallow me alive. I begged for it to stop, watching everything hazily thinking this isn't what I wanted. The real deal breaking me apart, burying me under the darkness.

Broken

Im so tired of these fairy tales, happy endings galore. When in all actuality it's bullshit. Love isn't magical, and gives you no relief to the pain you already feel. Just that temporary high of which you come crashing down in seconds.

The movies all tell you one thing, and leave you wishing it was true. That love really makes your heart beat so fast you could kiss the sky. Or that love truly makes you feel as if nothing exists. Love isn't fun and its heartbreaking. Everything comes to the end of which it's not the same as before. It rips you to thousands of peices so that you can never repair the bloodied heart, missing in battle. The heart turns to dark, desperate to find love again, to feel the same shock. Only to find more heartbreak in the hands of another. It's a vicious cycle, first comes love..then comes hatred..So quit bringing your mushy shit to me. Love does not exist in the hearts of the broken.

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